exy?!" My best friend Carli

end of the hall with two of his friends. Jeremy, w

since 10th grade, making

as I look at her unamused, this being the

be an idiot, Lauren! I c

esides, don't you think

aying, "How dare you compare that

tedly, "What did I tell you

child who just got scolded by their parents,

, but they haven't had any other interaction since. She's just been watching him from a distance. But maybe that's for the best. He's a werewolf, so h

aving a mate was the best thing in the world. I thought it was going to be like those princess movies where the prince saves th

t's go to class!" Carlie yelled as she pull

bjects I liked. The main reason I like this class is because we basically just read the whole period.

s, then went to sit at his desk to use his computer. I doubt he w

e to finish it by next week and have our essay turned in. I continued where I last le

nd we've only been here

d Wednesdays we have odd classes and on Tuesdays and Thursdays we have even classe

g your book instead of comp

talking? Why are the pigs the smart ones?" S

ls are meant to represent people during

ke, this is English class not fucking History!" She yelled,

ay, then went back to mi

n't, I'm gonna tell your mom you're failing

at look. I hate it when she does that! It always makes me

work! This is wh

pout of hers, but I won't give in

but now you could say I've got the bone to tame the dog... Not that I'm

rt jumped when my eyes met his beautiful blue eyes, which were an unusually light shade of blue. They went perfectly with his sharp features. His jawline was brough

ckly looked away and began "reading" his book.

t I caught him staring at Carlie? Was he staring at her and not at me? Ohh.. I feel stupid now, thinking he was looking at me. That made me a little sad,

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